Eight-line Poems 2

Life According to Jonathan

Life According to Jonathan

The sun comes up, the sun goes down,
my skin is wrinkled, my shell is brown,
you speak of things my years have known,
yet all my days elsewhere were sown.

I’ve not seen this and I’ve not seen that,
to me it seems the world’s still flat,
and if I linger longer here,
the day’s the same from where I peer.


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Rhyming couplets
For Express It In Eight, 03.24.24
Prompt: Jonathan the tortoise is the oldest known living land animal.